Naya glanced up at the sky. It was night now, and a full moon to boot. While she had none of that blood that boiled within her cousins during such evenings, something about the moon still stirred her. Perhaps it was because she was nocturnal by nature, she'd never really know. Even so, she enjoyed it thoroughly.
It was a peaceful night as she roamed the edges of the forest that always seemed to threaten to overtake Cross Academy. Mako was atop her head, as usual, and she absentmindedly reached up to pet him. Nothing around them stirred, most of the creatures sleeping, save for a few raccoon's. She thought about singing, but instead decided to keep silent. She liked it too much to disturb it just yet. Her amber eyes glowed in the darkness, the only thing, aside from scent perhaps, that gave away her position in among the branches of an old oak tree.
Farah sighed, running her hands against her forearms as she stared up at the moon. She could feel her beast stirring under the moonlight, and it was taking every ounce of strength she had to keep it from rising. She didn't have the control her siblings had, and they were nowhere to be found right now. With their help, she wouldn't lose herself to the beast, and if she did, they would be around to bring her back. Or stop her from destroying something. That thought frightened her. She could lose control any second now, and they would not be around to stop her. A scent filled her nose and for a moment, she panicked. Usually everyone kept their distance from this far into the forest, but it was a scent she recognized.
"Naya-chan, you...you shouldn't be out h-h-here," she spoke, concern laced in her voice as she gazed up at Naya, who was sitting amongst an old oak tree. She closed her eyes as a painful surge coursed through her body. She knew that feeling. She knew it all too well. It was the feeling she got right before she lost control. "P-please...go, Naya-chan," she spoke through gritted teeth. She had maybe another few minutes of control, and even then, it should be enough time to give Naya a head start, with her speed at least.
Naya frowned, her gaze lighting on Farah, who did not look good at all. She didn't have to guess why, she'd seen this quite a few times over in her hundred years of life, but she'd never been alone with one of her cousin's during a shift before. Something tugged at her, trying to get her to do what Farah told her, but...that other part of her simply couldn't just leave Farah alone like this.
So instead of running, like her instinct was telling her to, she stayed, jumping down from her branch and landing lightly in front of Farah. "I'm not going to just leave you, Farah." Mako, however, had listened to his own instincts, and had stayed up in the tree, climbing to a higher branch. The tiger wanted nothing to do with this canine; not tonight at least.
Farah inwardly cried. She wanted Naya to leave her, even if was to leave her alone. Her safety was priority, and Naya knew, or should have known, that Farah could not control her beast. It had rampaged more than once in her life, and it was only stopped by her siblings. The first time she had shifted, she was at least lucky enough to have done so in front of Shizuka and Hikaru, both of whom managed to subdue the young girl at the time and keep her from harming anyone. Her siblings were the ones she relied on the most. A surge of pain shifted through Farah as she clutched her head.
"Na...ya, please," she pleaded to Naya, trying to get the Akarui girl to leave her, however; she could see it in Naya's eyes that she was not leaving. "I'm...so, so sorry," she stated, her eyes conveying her guilt as she felt her body go numb. It was less than three seconds before Farah's body shifted, brown fur covering naked spots, her once white hair, now turning brown. She stood, a large wolf in her spot. Farah's eyes narrowed, her animal instincts taking over her human ones as she turned and spotted Naya. Her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, her lips pulling back to reveal pearl white fangs.
She stepped forward, the hairs on her body raising in anger. She knew this scent, this person, but she didn't know who it was. This person smelled of threat, and she wanted to eliminate the threat. Farah pulled back, bellowing out a loud howl as she charged Naya, her teeth glistening as she tried to bite the pure-blood girl.
Well, anyone who said that Naya Akarui was not the smartest person definitely had it right. She was stubborn, and never knew when to simply leave. So, when Farah turned, the hairs on the back of her neck rose, but she stayed put. For a second, she thought that maybe the wolf wouldn't attack.
The howl and subsequent charge proved her wrong. Naya rolled, just missing wickedly sharp claws. She swore under her breath. "No, Farah, I'm sorry." She was an idiot, really. There were several more seconds of dodging and blocking; this was bad. It only got worse when Naya found herself pinned between the wolf and a tree. She had managed to block most of the blow using the tree, but she'd also been bitten, the wolf's fangs sinking deep into the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
Naya whimpered softly, the scent of her blood staining the air. Something felt off, and felt wrong but she didn't understand it. Suddenly she just sort of froze, and there was a sharp pain in her right eye. She couldn't see it, but it began to glow, and she was aware that something was happening, both to her and to Farah. Her head swam, and slowly, the wolf in front of her began to change, and slowly reverted back into her human form.
Farah wasn't aware. She was blank, void, empty. She hated that feeling. It was a feeling she knew all too well, and associated it to that thing she was. She didn't ask to be born this way, and she prayed every night that what she was, wasn't true. That she was a human, that she lived a normal life, and wasn't this creature of death. She never wanted to hurt anyone, but the moment she felt blood touch her tongue, Farah regained her consciousness. She peered out of her beast's eyes, and saw Naya pinned beneath her to a tree, her fangs in her shoulders, and her eye glowing. She wasn't sure what happened next, or if she was even aware anything was happening until she felt the cold air nip at her skin. She was human again.
"Na...ya," she choked out, tears streaming down her face before she lost consciousness. She was sorry, she was so very sorry. She hadn't meant to hurt Naya, and now she was bleeding because of her. She was a monster.
It was a peaceful night as she roamed the edges of the forest that always seemed to threaten to overtake Cross Academy. Mako was atop her head, as usual, and she absentmindedly reached up to pet him. Nothing around them stirred, most of the creatures sleeping, save for a few raccoon's. She thought about singing, but instead decided to keep silent. She liked it too much to disturb it just yet. Her amber eyes glowed in the darkness, the only thing, aside from scent perhaps, that gave away her position in among the branches of an old oak tree.
Farah sighed, running her hands against her forearms as she stared up at the moon. She could feel her beast stirring under the moonlight, and it was taking every ounce of strength she had to keep it from rising. She didn't have the control her siblings had, and they were nowhere to be found right now. With their help, she wouldn't lose herself to the beast, and if she did, they would be around to bring her back. Or stop her from destroying something. That thought frightened her. She could lose control any second now, and they would not be around to stop her. A scent filled her nose and for a moment, she panicked. Usually everyone kept their distance from this far into the forest, but it was a scent she recognized.
"Naya-chan, you...you shouldn't be out h-h-here," she spoke, concern laced in her voice as she gazed up at Naya, who was sitting amongst an old oak tree. She closed her eyes as a painful surge coursed through her body. She knew that feeling. She knew it all too well. It was the feeling she got right before she lost control. "P-please...go, Naya-chan," she spoke through gritted teeth. She had maybe another few minutes of control, and even then, it should be enough time to give Naya a head start, with her speed at least.
Naya frowned, her gaze lighting on Farah, who did not look good at all. She didn't have to guess why, she'd seen this quite a few times over in her hundred years of life, but she'd never been alone with one of her cousin's during a shift before. Something tugged at her, trying to get her to do what Farah told her, but...that other part of her simply couldn't just leave Farah alone like this.
So instead of running, like her instinct was telling her to, she stayed, jumping down from her branch and landing lightly in front of Farah. "I'm not going to just leave you, Farah." Mako, however, had listened to his own instincts, and had stayed up in the tree, climbing to a higher branch. The tiger wanted nothing to do with this canine; not tonight at least.
Farah inwardly cried. She wanted Naya to leave her, even if was to leave her alone. Her safety was priority, and Naya knew, or should have known, that Farah could not control her beast. It had rampaged more than once in her life, and it was only stopped by her siblings. The first time she had shifted, she was at least lucky enough to have done so in front of Shizuka and Hikaru, both of whom managed to subdue the young girl at the time and keep her from harming anyone. Her siblings were the ones she relied on the most. A surge of pain shifted through Farah as she clutched her head.
"Na...ya, please," she pleaded to Naya, trying to get the Akarui girl to leave her, however; she could see it in Naya's eyes that she was not leaving. "I'm...so, so sorry," she stated, her eyes conveying her guilt as she felt her body go numb. It was less than three seconds before Farah's body shifted, brown fur covering naked spots, her once white hair, now turning brown. She stood, a large wolf in her spot. Farah's eyes narrowed, her animal instincts taking over her human ones as she turned and spotted Naya. Her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, her lips pulling back to reveal pearl white fangs.
She stepped forward, the hairs on her body raising in anger. She knew this scent, this person, but she didn't know who it was. This person smelled of threat, and she wanted to eliminate the threat. Farah pulled back, bellowing out a loud howl as she charged Naya, her teeth glistening as she tried to bite the pure-blood girl.
Well, anyone who said that Naya Akarui was not the smartest person definitely had it right. She was stubborn, and never knew when to simply leave. So, when Farah turned, the hairs on the back of her neck rose, but she stayed put. For a second, she thought that maybe the wolf wouldn't attack.
The howl and subsequent charge proved her wrong. Naya rolled, just missing wickedly sharp claws. She swore under her breath. "No, Farah, I'm sorry." She was an idiot, really. There were several more seconds of dodging and blocking; this was bad. It only got worse when Naya found herself pinned between the wolf and a tree. She had managed to block most of the blow using the tree, but she'd also been bitten, the wolf's fangs sinking deep into the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
Naya whimpered softly, the scent of her blood staining the air. Something felt off, and felt wrong but she didn't understand it. Suddenly she just sort of froze, and there was a sharp pain in her right eye. She couldn't see it, but it began to glow, and she was aware that something was happening, both to her and to Farah. Her head swam, and slowly, the wolf in front of her began to change, and slowly reverted back into her human form.
Farah wasn't aware. She was blank, void, empty. She hated that feeling. It was a feeling she knew all too well, and associated it to that thing she was. She didn't ask to be born this way, and she prayed every night that what she was, wasn't true. That she was a human, that she lived a normal life, and wasn't this creature of death. She never wanted to hurt anyone, but the moment she felt blood touch her tongue, Farah regained her consciousness. She peered out of her beast's eyes, and saw Naya pinned beneath her to a tree, her fangs in her shoulders, and her eye glowing. She wasn't sure what happened next, or if she was even aware anything was happening until she felt the cold air nip at her skin. She was human again.
"Na...ya," she choked out, tears streaming down her face before she lost consciousness. She was sorry, she was so very sorry. She hadn't meant to hurt Naya, and now she was bleeding because of her. She was a monster.